Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1172 | 2012-02-18 20:20:00 | 64.42 | 95% |
| 777 | 2012-01-26 22:47:32 | 59.04 | 93% |
| 271 | 2012-01-04 17:38:56 | 55.24 | 92% |